Chapter 16 Chapter 16 After taking a shower , I put on my clothes ...

After taking a shower and washing clothes , Bo Ye Zhu stood in front of the clothes rack and looked up at the sky . It seemed like a long time had passed . Has Zhenzhen not come back yet ?

Then he should go to bed first .

While flexing his wrists , Bo Yezhu walked towards the room . When he opened the door , he paused and slapped his forehead : He forgot to write a letter to the teacher !

After closing the door of his room , Bo Yezhu smoothly entered the room of the next door master and went straight to the desk .

The drawer was opened , revealing a stack of spare papers and three or two exquisitely crafted pens .

They were all brought by Bo Yezhu from home . He stopped using brushes a long time ago and preferred fountain pens to soft nibs .​

But to be honest , he seemed to have not written for a long time , and it seemed that most of the knowledge he had learned before had been wasted .

Pulling out a whole dozen papers to use as a cushion , Bo Yezhu held the pen and thought about the wording .

Should I write it more formally ? But Fujiwara - sensei is a swordsman after all , so he would n't be so particular about it, right ?

The pen tip fell , and it seemed that the last time Bo Yezhu wrote was last year . After writing the two characters " teacher " , he got stuck and thought for a while before continuing to write .

He also scribbled and revised from time to time , and the paper was covered with large and small black spots . A few lines of words took up an entire page . Bo Yezhu put the pen cap back on and looked at his " masterpiece " , feeling a little guilty .

Finally , write your name and wait for the ink to dry .

Bo Ye Zhu put the paper and pen back to their original place , stood up and went to look for his crow .

By the way, I didn’t see the Crow last night . He was muttering something at the time , and I don’t know where he went to play .

Walking to the window , Bo Ye Zhu pushed it open and looked out for a while . Not only could he not see any crows , but even a bird feather . Most of the swordsmen had gone to training in between writing letters , and the accommodation area was very quiet .

Bo Yezhu , who had found nothing , curled his lips and closed the window . Anyway , Zhenzhen would come back and help him deliver the letter , so there was nothing he could do now that Jiao Ya was not around .

When he returned to his room , Zhenren had not returned yet . Bo Ye Zhu sighed and made the bedding in the closet by himself .

Lying in the quilt filled with the scent of sunshine , Bo Ye Zhu hugged the corner of the quilt and sighed again , not daring to imagine what life would be like without Zhenzhen .

He was really tired and soon closed his eyes and fell asleep .​​

His consciousness entered a chaotic state , and in a daze , he dreamed of some old things again .

It was winter one year and it snowed . The old servant had gone somewhere unknown early in the morning , while lunch was still being heated in the small kitchen .

Bo Ye Zhu slept until the afternoon . When the snow stopped , the stove in the house had become a little cold and the charcoal had burned out .

The boy slowly put on his cotton coat and poured warm water from the small stove to wash himself .

In just a short while , it started snowing outside again , fluttering like goose feathers . Bo Yezhu looked out the window , reluctant to go out to the small kitchen to serve lunch .

He was n't hungry yet , so he just sat in the house and stared at the snow .

In the dim room , the stove flickered red after being turned on a few times . The temperature inside was still warm , but Bo Yezhu was no longer sleepy .

He actually experienced such quiet moments often . The house was empty , even the crackling sound of the burning charcoal had stopped . Silent snow was falling outside , and loneliness was creeping in through the cracks in the window .

It really is ... a snowy day that makes you want to escape madly .

After that , he had a few more dreams , which vaguely resembled the scenes when he was learning swordsmanship . At that time , Fujiwara Akira still liked to be unkempt and brought two wooden swords with him . The blades were very long and Usubaba Nagisa had trouble holding them .

When he grew up a little , Fujiwara Akari brought a cute little boy with him , saying that he wanted to avoid the limelight .

The child looked a little timid , but his eyes were full of surprise and closeness when he looked at Bo Ye Zhu .

Bo Yezhu looked at the child in silence for a long time . His head was dizzy and hazy , but he thought of another person in a random way .

Xiaozhi is so old now , and it won’t be long before he picks up Zhenzhen .

The light gradually turned yellow , and the room was filled with a soft orange light . It was so quiet that the only sound was the breathing of the person in the bedding .

The blue- haired young man sat beside him , with his eyes downcast , tracing with his gaze the face that he had been thinking about so much , the face that made his heart beat faster every time he looked at it .

The silver hair was scattered , dyed light gold by the refracted light . Bo Ye Zhu 's eyelashes were very long , also silver in color , and now covered with a layer of light gold , casting a faint shadow under the eyelids .

It is simply a gift from the Creator .

The gray-blue eyes looked at him , and the real person put the thin- leafed letter beside him , and his chaotic thoughts gradually subsided in the peace .

He sat in the house tirelessly for a long time , until the light turned orange and the sun showed signs of setting , then he raised his hand to brush away the hair on Bo Yezhu 's face .

As a familiar breath approached , Bo Yezhu 's eyelashes trembled a few times . He opened his eyes and saw the real person 's actions . Before he had time to think , a smile appeared on his face unconsciously .

He raised his hand and grasped the real person 's palm , covering the side of his face . The anxiety and uneasiness brought by several dreams were instantly relieved .

Bo Ye Zhu opened his mouth , his voice still slightly hoarse : " I 've had so many dreams . "

The real man's eyebrows relaxed , and he raised his hand to pick him up from the quilt . The man who had just woken up had no strength to lift up his head , and fell limply into his arms again .

" Is your head still hurting ? " He pressed his bony fingers on his temples and rubbed them gently .​​

Bo Yezhu slept for a long time , and he had a long dream , so he must have a headache . The real person looked at his hazy eyes and knew that he had not yet come to his senses .

Leaning on the real person 's shoulder , Bo Yezhu tilted his head , his eyelids drooping , and he belatedly realized the heaviness in his head .

No wonder I felt dizzy after waking up , it turned out I had a headache .

Letting the real person move , Bo Yezhu opened his eyes again and stared at the patterns on the real person's clothes in a daze . After a while , the headache disappeared and he regained consciousness .

" When did you come back ? " He stood up and asked the real person in front of him.

" Noon . " The real person thought of something , pursed his lips , and reached out to take the letter .

Bo Yezhu followed his movements and saw the conspicuous pattern on the envelope . His eyes lit up : " It's a letter from someone in the clan ! No wonder you took so long to be gone . "

He took the letter from the Immortal , but didn't rush to read it . Instead , he continued to talk to the Immortal , " No wonder we weren't allowed to come back last night . It turns out someone from the clan came . I almost forgot . "

The real person stared at him and nodded , as if agreeing with what he said .

Bo Yezhu happily took out the letter paper inside , saw the whole page full of densely packed words , and began to read it quickly .

The greetings from his tribesmen made him very happy . He continued reading , but his smiling face froze . He frowned and read the lines carefully .

" What does it mean that blood has the effect of ' salvation ' ? " Bo Ye Zhu raised his head and met Zhenren's gray - blue eyes .

The letter said that no ghost should be allowed to get too much of Bo Yezhu 's blood , and no ghost should be allowed to " refine " the blood .

Otherwise, it will cause the Guifang to launch a crazy roundup .

Without waiting for the real person to answer , Bo Yezhu lowered his eyes and continued reading . The content of the letter was very long , so he slowed down his pace , but his slightly furrowed brows never relaxed .

The real person looked at him , and his heart seemed to be grasped by someone . The panic was less than when he first saw the contents of the letter , perhaps because the person was right in front of him within reach .

After watching the plot of Demon Slayer , he was deeply impressed by the blue red spider lily that Muzan had been looking for for a thousand years . Many people joked that it was the wild vegetable in front of Kamado 's house .

Does the so-called blue spider lily that can be exposed to the sun after being eaten really exist ?

The real person was skeptical at first , but when he saw the letter from the Boye people , he felt scared .

The Bo Ye family has been passing down the art of court priests for thousands of years . In a certain generation , a " Son of God " will appear , receiving blessings passed down from generation to generation and possessing the ability to " save " people .

And the blessing of this inheritance is in the blood .

The red umbrella is one of the symbols of blessing . The previous Son of God would have people with meritorious deeds draw blood into the painting , and then the door to Takama - ga - hara would be opened .

It is still unknown how true or false the legends of the past are , but the red umbrella filled with a strange aura also proves that there are things other than ghosts in this world .

The Son of God had been passed down for ten generations . However , more than twenty years ago , due to the changing times , the Boye family decided to retire , and the palace was still discussing whether to release him .

On a full -moon night , Bo Ye Zhu was born with silver hair and golden eyes . The Bo Ye family , which had not seen a son of God for a hundred years , became more determined to retire .

The palace 's requirements also changed because of the birth of Ueba Nagisa . They required Ueba Nagisa to stay in Tokyo as a " hostage " of the Ueba family , and her activities should be limited to an area no more than 100 miles around Tokyo Prefecture .

However, as Bo Ye Zhu grew up , his golden eyes gradually turned orange- yellow . After determination , it was found that Bo Ye Zhu 's blood had degenerated due to being passed down for generations and no longer possessed the ability to convert humans .

However , the degenerated blood showed a second mutation .

The Boye family and the Shenli family cooperated and deduced that Boye Zhu 's blood had a fatal attraction to ghosts and was almost infinitely close to rare blood .

But his blood is likely to have the effect of " saving " ghosts .​​

In other words , when the amount of Bo Ye Zhu 's blood reaches a certain level , there is a high probability that the ghost can stand in the sun again .

But no one can say for sure what this certain number is .

Maybe it was a little , or maybe it was all the blood in Bo Ye Zhu's body .

" My blood is so powerful . " Bo Yezhu murmured and turned to the second page . Compared with the dense content of the first page , the second page was much simpler .

The priests in the palace were abandoned due to the changes in the political situation , and the transaction with the Bo Ye family was no longer so important , so Bo Ye Zhu could act freely .

Including Urobe Nagisa joining the Demon Slayer Corps , after discussion , the family was relieved that Master Nagisa still had the courage to kill demons . You know , if even a little blood was spilled , the consequence would be being besieged .

Later I learned that it was the real person who took him there , and it was the second year .

A clan member once sent a letter , which asked the real person in harsh words why he took Bo Yezhu to kill ghosts . Bo Yezhu read the first half of the letter and felt that the curses from his family were too harsh , so he secretly burned the letter .

Inadvertently , both of them missed some important information .​​​

Suddenly thinking of this past event , Bo Yezhu 's eyes rolled and he felt a little guilty .

In the last few lines , the Boye family seemed to have let it go and said that since Master Nagisa had been in the Demon Slayer Corps for so long , they would just do as Master Nagisa wished .

" The trajectory of destiny has already begun . Master Nagisa should stay in the Demon Slayer Corps . "

This is the last sentence of the letter .

Bo Ye Zhu turned the letter over with a somewhat depressed look , mumbling , " But nothing has happened in such a long time . I still like this place . "

As if he had just read a story , he looked up at the real person and immediately asked another question : " Did the crow deliver my letter ? "​

Masato nodded . Because what Usugaba Nagisa wrote was so terrible , he rewrote a letter with neat handwriting and then asked his crow to deliver it to the Fujiwara family .​​​​​

Meeting those clear eyes , the Immortal paused and said , " For now, only my Lord and I know about this matter . I've thought about it and realized that as long as I'm not hurt , it won't be any different from usual . "

He had a gentle expression on his face , his hands clasped in his sleeves , clenched tightly , and repeated , " Same as usual . "

This was the result of his long thinking .

He wanted Bo Yezhu to be happy , so what he needed to do was not to teach Bo Yezhu how to avoid being hurt , but to prevent Bo Yezhu from being hurt .

He could persuade Bo Ye Zhu to escape , leave the Tokyo Prefecture , stay away from the Ghost King , and stay away from all ghosts , so that he would have no worries , and Bo Ye Zhu would definitely agree to him .

But this is not what he wants .

The beautiful pearl bird needs sunshine and rain , as well as flowers and thorns . What he needs to do is to prevent the pearl bird from being hurt by the thorns hidden under the flowers , rather than putting the pearl bird in another clean greenhouse .

He needs freedom too .